ITA.
Years ago, my dh and I were both laid off from our jobs shortly after we'd bought a house. There were not only no jobs to be had in our field, we couldn't even get fast food jobs. Even being extremely careful, we ran through our savings and were in financial trouble. When we asked our family for a little bit of help, we didn't get it. Instead, what we got were nasty diatribes about how we must have "done something to deserve being laid off." (The fact that our employers laid off tons of people because the economy was in the toilet was irrelevant, you see. If we'd been "good" employees, we would have "naturally" been kept on. Because only "bad" employees get the pink slip in a lay off.) And if we'd been "smart", we wouldn't have bought our house. Our very modest 1000' house that we'd saved for 7 years and had a 25% downpayment on. Yeah, somehow that little house was an "extravagance that you're now paying for" -- all said by people living in 5000 sq foot homes driving huge SUVs and with boats in the garage and designer purses on their arms. Years later, we are long since recovered financially (with no one's help, mind you) and that time still gets thrown in our face. Believe me, we both wish we'd never swallowed our pride and asked for help.
So I'd have to truly be starving before I'd ever ask for help again.